In the biting ice water, Ye Qingcheng was already frightened.

The terrible eyes that looked like devil's eyes just glanced at him and lifted them up. Then, palm-sized flames bloomed on the surface of the ice-covered water, and it seemed that the terrible fire demon that had come out of the lava was running over the wild pool.

After a while, Ye Qingcheng was so suffocated that his eyes turned black, and he had to emerge from the water.

In front of him, lava flowed down from the mountain, and there were flaming paw prints on the surface of the broken ice, and the fire beast with the shape of a fierce tiger had disappeared silently.

Then, Ye Qingcheng crawled out of the ice pool in a wolf manner, and his whole body was soaked. He vomited a few mouthfuls of ice water and shivered from the cold. In a panic, he staggered towards his cave in a panic with the cold wind.

More than two hours later, when he returned to the Fengzui cave, the bonfire had almost been extinguished, and his hair, eyebrows, and donkey's skin jacket were covered with broken ice. At the same time, there was a roar of hunger in his stomach.

However, his head was drowsy, as if he were in a nightmare, and he took off his wet jacket, drank a few sips of hot water, added some firewood to the campfire, and fell asleep by a pile of dry wood......

The next day, early in the morning.

The sun shone brightly on the earth, and a patch of dry thatch on the mountainside rustled in the breeze.

When Ye Qingcheng opened his eyes, he found that the bonfire in front of him was only a pile of ashes, and light smoke was wafting away. His mouth was dry, his skin was hot, but his body was shivering.

His head was as heavy as lead, his body ached and weak, and he muttered to himself in a muffled voice, "I still have a cold." ”

Wind and cold are not a serious illness, but for a situation like his, it can be life-threatening. The cave, an ancient sword full of cracks, a few old robes, a bonfire, and a copper kettle were all his belongings, and he didn't even have a copper.

He couldn't afford any herbs, he had nothing but boiling water.

He took a few pieces of firewood, threw them on the ashes of the bonfire that was about to be extinguished, blew a few times to light the bonfire again, and then he took the copper kettle, drank a sip of hot water, and felt a little more comfortable. However, hunger hit him at the right time, and his stomach was like a drum.

At this moment, there was a sudden burst of arrogant laughter outside.

"Haha, there is such a spectacle in this poor and remote place?!"

Hearing this, Ye Qingcheng couldn't help frowning, this was the voice of the person he hated the most. That guy forcibly occupied his yard a few months ago, forcing him into the predicament he is in.

Then, an old man dressed in a sheepskin robe walked down the hill and into the cave.

"Mayor Jiang. Ye Qingcheng looked at the round-headed old man who walked in tiredly.

"Hehe, small town. After Mayor Jiang walked into the cave, he stretched out his hand to signal Ye Qingcheng not to get up, and said, "Look at your complexion, isn't it?"

Then, a strong man in a bearskin robe also walked in. He carried a long, blue-sheathed sword, a python belt around his waist, an old scar on his left eye, and instead of a left eyeball, a red gem took his place. He had a thick braid on the back of his head, his nostrils were as wide as a bull's nose, and his face was fleshy and his face was domineering.

This person is a wandering warrior, known as the Red Eye Tiger, who has always regarded himself as an animal trainer, has a strong physique, and acts domineering and arrogant. Behind his back, people often call him a one-eyed dog.

A few months ago, he wandered here, and when he saw that the people here were simple and kind, he occupied the Ye family's courtyard here, and made a fortune in the town, which was extremely hateful.

Behind the red eye tiger was followed by a vicious dog the size of a mule. The vicious dog was covered with short dark red hair, had a pitch-black tail, had a scar on its head and body, and was blind in one eye. With its blue-black fangs, foul-smelling mouth and venom in its saliva, it was a ferocious beast that could hunt even the strongest mountain bears.

Ye Qingcheng followed his father to learn some Ye family swordsmanship, and he was not afraid of the Red Eye Tiger. However, he was afraid of this vicious dog.

Because, he found out in it that this vicious dog is called the Black-tailed Red Spirit Dog, which is a first-order fierce beast. The power of a first-order fierce beast is equivalent to a great martial artist who sonic shocks in all directions. And his father was just a great martial artist when he was alive.

The red eye tiger has this vicious dog, and in this poor ravine, it is enough to be powerful and blessed for a lifetime.

Seeing Chimu Hu coming in, Ye Qingcheng tightened his robe, straightened his waist and sat cross-legged in front of the bonfire, his face sank, and he didn't say anything.

"Imp. The red eye tiger looked at the environment in the cave with disdain, then looked at Ye Qingcheng and said, "What happened to the north mountain last night?"

"I don't know. Ye Qingcheng said in a deep voice.

"Hehe, it may be the winter thunder that set the mountain on fire. Mayor Jiang smiled sleekly.

"Can a bolt of lightning burn a mountain like that?" Akame Tiger said.

"Mayor Jiang, my cave is too shabby, please take your 'distinguished guest' out of here. Ye Qingcheng said. When his father was there, Mayor Jiang flattered and flattered him in every way, and now he flattered Akamu Tiger in every way, which made him equally disgusted.

Mayor Jiang wiped an embarrassed look on his face and glanced up at the red eye tiger.

"The courtyard has been robbed by you, do you even want to take this cave?" Ye Qingcheng said to Chimu Hu without raising his head.

"Hmph. Chimu Hu raised his foot and kicked the old copper kettle that was flying on the bonfire, looked down at Ye Qingcheng and said, "Little ghost, you are not young anymore, don't you know the purpose of my coming?"

"My Ye family's swordsmanship only has a formula, not a sword book!" Ye Qingcheng said.

As he spoke, a burst of hungry belly roars came from Ye Qingcheng's belly.

Chimu Hu showed a disdainful smile, half-squatted in front of Ye Qingcheng, and seduced: "Little ghost, tell me the mantra, and I will return the courtyard to you." Now, you are sick and hungry, you don't have a decent place to shelter from the wind and rain, and you are almost thin to a skeleton, don't you feel sad?"

Ye Qingcheng didn't say anything, and secretly pressed his abdomen with one hand to prevent his stomach from screaming anymore.

After a moment of silence, Akamehu straightened up and said, "Lao Tzu, see how long you can carry it?!"

With that, he turned and walked out of the cave.

"Hey. Mayor Jiang pretended to sigh bitterly: "Child, why are you bothering?"

Ye Qingcheng lowered his head, looked at the bonfire in front of him, stretched out a hand, motioned for them to leave, and didn't say anything.

Mayor Jiang shook his head and hurriedly followed the footsteps of the Red Eye Tiger.

In the end, the black-tailed red spirit dog with a foul mouth shook its nose and sniffed around Ye Qingcheng, and then, it crossed one leg, sprinkled a bubble of fishy urine on the bonfire, and left lazily.

Outside, in the sun and in the mountain breeze, was the rustle of thatched leaves. Inside the cave, there was a disgusting smell of urine.

Ye Qingcheng maintained a straight sitting posture, his fists clenched tightly, looking down at the half-extinguished bonfire, tears silently flowing down his cheeks.

He had a happy childhood, but ended up in such an embarrassing situation. He dreamed of becoming a samurai, but his father died, and now, he couldn't even put his father's urn in the Ye family's ancestral shrine. Later, the mysterious old man rescued him, and he dreamed of becoming an animal trainer who was nobler than a samurai. As a result, the old man was gone.

Now, he's confused.

After a long silence, he extinguished the whole bonfire, then removed the ashes out of the cave, and finally lit a new fire, filled it with water, and fell asleep by the fire......

In a daze, he found that the flame was gradually extinguished, but his body was weak and weak, and he had no intention of adding wood to the bonfire, so he could only let the flame burn weaker and weaker.

Suddenly, in this lonely cave, a strange scene appeared.

I saw a strange and cute little wild cat, carrying a one-foot-long freshly caught fish in its mouth, and walked into the cave.

The little wild cat, less than two feet long, had mottled yellow hair, a short tail, and pointed ears. It was a young wild cat, like a child of seven or eight years old. It has amber-like eyes with jet-black pupils. It has a short tail, cocked high.

In general, this young beast is very afraid of people. However, when it walked into this strange cave, it was like walking in its own home, without any sense of timidity.

Ye Qingcheng glanced at the kitten curiously with a confused gaze, and then he shifted his gaze to the fish in its mouth.

Next, he was surprised to find that this strange little creature was not only peculiar and not afraid of people, but also very intelligent.

The little wildcat put down the fish in his mouth, glanced at the bonfire with only red ashes left, and then picked up a few dead branches and placed them on the bonfire that was about to be extinguished. After a while, the bonfire was burning again, and it took the fish in its mouth and placed it on the fire.

This series of actions is like a sensible child cooking in front of his own stove.

When the fish is placed on the fire, it squats quietly by the campfire, staring at the burning with expectant eyes